That Money Maka lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Yeah

[Verse]
Lit as a b*tch
Colder than ice, thicker than grits
Know why these hoes in they feelings and sh*t
'Cause your MCM is jie feelin' a b*tch (Ha)
Don't need a boyfriend, I don't got the time, but tell him I love him when I get the di*k
Been 'bout my money, I don't gotta rhyme, but with or without it, still gonna be rich (Facts)
I did it for paper and sh*tted on haters (sh*tted on haters)
Hoes couldn't fade me, I couldn't be tapered (Nah)
I'm a cold player, retired ass shaker
I used what I got, that ass a money maker (Ching)
Green carpet raker, that known n*gga taker
I pull lots of wood likе a b*tch playin' Jenga
I set it off, Vivica, Jada
Put money first, I can gеt the di*k later (n*gga)
Uh, put money first and I get the di*k later
I put money first and I get the di*k later
Stacks by the bundle, that gat by the buckle
Still keep it hundo, my vision is tunnel
Can't f*ck a brokey, I need me a huncho
This here that big drip, I need me a poncho
Real ones don't crumble, broke made me humble
Paid all my dues and that b*tch charged me double
Strength from the struggle, you dig like a shovel
These hoes talking sh*t, but they ain't on my level
Uh, hoes talking sh*t, but they ain't on my level
Uh, hoes talking sh*t, but they ain't on my level